There are a few things that I only seem to do when my day sucks. If the first thing I do when I get home is to walk out on the deck and throw a rock into the pond out back, my day is below average. If I immediately follow this up with killing computer-generated enemies and/or ordering a pizza, it's bad (however, ordering a pizza without the rock throw simply means I want pizza).Whenever I bust out the Swedish rave music, things are going very badly--not that anybody would actually know what I'm listening to (unless they ask me directly). Naturally, I say this because I was playing it recently--Friday, to be specific.
You see, two weeks ago, there was a pancake party after Salt. I didn't go, saying that I had a test and a speech the next day. I was also stuck on the topic for the speech. I couldn't come up with anything. So I did what made sense. I skipped that class. This past Friday, I showed up to class (after hearing everyone else give their speeches) and found out that I was back in the rotation--still with absolutely nothing close to a speech ready. I said as much, and got to have a nice, long talk with the teacher after class.
So now, because of a massive, month-long brain fart, I'm going to fail that class. I spent my next class completely unable to focus and hating myself for failing, then went home while listening to the Swedish rave music, threw a rock in the pond and ordered a pizza. I spent the weekend in self-loathing.
I'm feeling better now, so y'all can stop worrying about me--at least, for a while. As has been mentioned before on here, I'm not exactly stable.
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